What is a blog, anyway? Is it a day to day thought process or is it a reflection of history? I should be concentrating on the DMC but instead I, like so many people, are sucked into the personal moment. One of my major dreads in life has been to out live my family and friends. Jill just gave me the results of her MRI, she has lyposarcoma. That lump in her leg that felt like a muscle spasm is a large cancer. I looked it up. I'm not going to say what it said. She's sounds upbeat, she's claustrophobic so getting into the open tube for the MRI was traumatic for her. Now she's focused on getting in the elevator after the surgery.

I'm leaving for Alaska tomorrow.

Asher hurt his leg, I don't know what he did yet. I'll try to call him.

I think, among other things I'm going to write this like a downhill rollercoaster into oblivion, depressing sometimes but uplifting also.

Cally is staying here instead of Sable going over there because the landlady will be showing Lauren's place. I'm confident that Cally will remember where to hide, Sable has been waiting 2 years for her return.

I am filled with fear for Jill.